Ling Wangqing looked down at her with disdain, and uttered four words lightly:
"Because you are weak."
Shen Wuyou: “???”
No, brother, if you continue like this, you will break even Yue Lao's steel bars!
She took a deep breath and showed an impeccable smile with great psychological strength: "Actually, you could be a little more tactful..."
Ling Wangqing looked at her quietly, and then did as she wished: "Because you are in danger..."
"Ah~ That's right..."
Shen Wuyou was about to smile in relief when he suddenly heard him say:
“You’ll die.”
Shen Wuyou just wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood at this moment!
She tried hard to search for the words in her brain, moved her lips, and finally took a few deep breaths, calmed her emotions, and changed the subject:
"When I went out just now, I saw that it was Qi Qingyun's bedroom upstairs, and he was sleeping soundly at the moment. Looking at him, he really couldn't be connected with the one I saw during the day.
"I even wonder if there are two Qi Qingyuns?"
When she went out just now, she carefully walked through the layers of curtains, passed by the walls carved with gold and jade, swept past the piles of exquisite and luxurious ornaments, and stepped on the expensive and comfortable fox fur carpet. Her heart was once again shocked by the tyrannical financial resources of the Phoenix Power Country.
The bed seemed to be carved from a thousand-year-old tree. As soon as you got close to it, you could smell a light fragrance that soothed your mind. It was really pleasant.
On the bed, Qi Qingyun, wearing simple pajamas, was sleeping soundly. Perhaps because his body was really weak, even his breathing was so small and light.
She hesitated for a moment, then quietly approached, her scrutinizing gaze gradually becoming hesitant and uncertain...
When sleeping, many of the small movements people make are unconscious.
For example, he would curl up, always lying on his side, his hands tightly clutching a piece of women's clothing, holding it tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid of being snatched away. His brows were furrowed, his lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down, obviously he had had a bad dream.
She slowly shifted her gaze away, her fair feet stepping on the soft blanket as she slowly walked around the bedroom, observing the details there bit by bit.
The Crown Princess seemed to be afraid that he would be cold, so she luxuriously covered all the places where he might catch a cold with a layer of fluffy white blanket.
The carpet by the window had clearly been walked on for ages, its pile no longer standing up. The same was true of the low table on the windowsill couch; the silvery-white pile on the blanket had clearly fallen limply.
This should be the result of frequent caressing.
Often, I sit in front of the window and look at my sweetheart from afar, or I stand in front of the window, like a wife-waiting stone, quietly waiting here for her to return.
Repeat day after day without getting tired.
The candles in this room must have been burning for many days. The room is filled with warm candlelight, and it is not so dark that it makes people feel uneasy.
I guess he is afraid of the dark.
He is always worried about losing his lover, lacks a sense of security, feels inferior and is unwilling to get close to others.
To be honest, even if the person in front of her opened his eyes and stood in front of her, she didn't think that this person would be related to the one in the daytime.
The aura of the whole body is so different!
One is like a poisonous snake lurking in a cave, revealing its viciousness and cruelty everywhere;
One is like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, fragile and pale.
"Do you think it's possible that Ling Wangqing has a twin brother who's equally frail and sickly, but one was raised in secret, developing a ferocious mind, while the other was coddled in a greenhouse, developing a timid and docile nature?"
This is Shen Wuyu's guess.
Ling Wangqing pondered for a moment before giving a negative answer: "The Qi family has two daughters, one a heroine and the other a businesswoman. They are both pillars of the country. The empress intends to elevate the Qi family's status. The Qi family will only rise step by step. There is no need to raise a troublemaker."
This was the first time he said so many words in a row. Shen Wuyou was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
It was not until Ling Wangqing's indifferent and deep eyes looked at her that she coughed lightly and looked away:
"Could it be that there are two souls in one body?"
This was another guess of hers.
Schizophrenia is a type of mental illness.
The strange thing is that if it was just a simple split personality, he wouldn't have such powerful abilities, and it's also impossible to tell the level of his cultivation.
Just like the Demon Lord.
But the Demon Lord at least has the Extreme Hell Fire, while Qi Qingyun really can't see anything.
Hearing her question, Ling Wangqing lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought...
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The three-day deadline has expired.
Because of the cooperation of Long Aojun, an insider, Bai Yumo and his team easily found evidence of the rebels' crimes.
What was unexpected was that after various tortures and interrogations, the rebels only got the name of Prince Yi out of their mouths, without mentioning Young Master Lang Qi Qingyun at all.
Empress Jun Ling did not believe this.
She had personally rescued Prince Yi from the death row. He was ten years younger than her and always liked to chase after her and call her "sister-in-law".
When she ascended the throne of queen at the age of 18, her passion eventually turned into sighs. The fatigue of the deep palace made her gradually forget what happiness was. Therefore, she was particularly caring for this lively and lovely child and treated him like her own brother.
Later, at the age of 21, due to the emperor's jealousy and desire for control, she was imprisoned in a magnificent golden cage. Every time she looked up, she saw vermilion walls, and every time she looked down, she saw the golden brick floor. No one spoke to her, and no one dared to speak to her. Any slave who dared to speak to her was tongue-pulled out and beaten to death by the tyrannical emperor.
So, day after day, year after year...
She would spend an hour every seven days with her children, and then she would be alone again.
Later, Prince Yi returned from his travels. He got the news from somewhere and sneaked into her bedroom. Through a window, he brought her interesting folk toys and told her stories to make her happy.
The boy at that time had grown into a handsome and elegant young man. He was sunny and humorous, and became a ray of bright color in her gloomy life.
She told him that he must not be so rude, otherwise he would be in trouble if someone found out.
He simply smiled heartily, saying he was just chatting and laughing through the window, and hadn't done anything inappropriate. How could the palace maids talk nonsense? And the emperor certainly wouldn't be willing to punish him.
However, the facts told them that they had thought too highly of human nature.
He was thrown into death row and would be executed soon; she was chained and completely imprisoned.
Later, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and the sun and the moon were turned upside down.
She became the empress and immediately rescued him from the moment he was about to have his last meal.
He did not blame her, nor did he blame his royal brother. His eyes were still clear and bright, but there was a hint of vicissitudes in his smile.
He asked her for a commoner's identity to travel around the world.
She did not agree, but gave him a mansion and named him "Prince Yi", allowing him to enter the imperial city at will without being summoned, and letting him travel around the world as he pleased.
Everyone said that she was grateful to him, but they didn't know that she felt guilty towards him.
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